She grew up with the children of the stars
In the Hollywood Hills, in the Boulevard
Her parents threw big parties Everyone was there
They hung out with folks like Dennis Hopper
And Bob Seager and Sonny and Cher
And she feels safe now in this bar on Fairfax
And from the stage I can tell that
She can't let go and she can't relax
And just before she hangs her head to cry
I sing to her a lullabye
I say, everything's gonna be alright
Rockabye, rockabye
Everything's gonna be alright
Rockabye, rockabye, rockabye
And she still lives with her mom outside the city
Down that street about a half a mile
And all her friends tell her she's so pretty
But she'd be whole lot prettier if she smiled once in a while, 'cause even her smile looks like a frown
She's seen her share of devils in this angel town
Everything's gonna be alright
Rockabye, rockabye
Everything's gonna be alright
Rockabye, rockabye, rockabye
I told her, I ain't so sure about this place
It's hard to play a gig in this town and keep a straight face
And it seems like everybody's got a plan
It's kinda like Nashville with a tan
Everything's gonna be alright
Rockabye, rockabye
Everything's gonna be alright
Rockabye, rockabye
Everything's gonna be alright
Rockabye, rockabye
Everything's gonna be alright
Rockabye, rockabye, rockabye
Bye, bye
Bye, bye